She pressed her legs to his sides, her hands roamed his back, over his neck, his hair, but they stopped with her fingers on his cheeks.

“So handsome,” she whispered.

He showed her how he felt about that by kissing her.

The warm, wet generosity of her mouth paralleled what he felt between her legs.

It was the first time he’d had her ungloved.

Her suggestion, after she shared she kept up to date on a birth control shot and he shared he hadn’t gone in ungloved since his last long-term girlfriend, but Hawk required biannual physicals, his last was six weeks ago, and he’d come up clean.

He knew she’d decided the time to dispense with the condoms was now because she experienced what she experienced with him that night.

She wanted them close.

She wanted to give him that.

Nothing in between.

And for a variety of reasons, that felt great.

He broke their kiss when her hands went to his ass, no roaming, it was a demand.

He nipped her earlobe and moved faster.

She responded by hooking a leg around the back of his thigh, putting her other foot to the bed, and pulsing up into each thrust.

Fuck yeah.

“So sweet, baby,” he murmured against her lips.

She kissed him.

He went faster, she encouraged it every way she could, pushing him to the edge.

He sensed she wasn’t there, and he needed her there.

So he slid a hand between them, pressed and twitched her clit with his thumb, as he went faster, harder, and she gasped against his tongue when she came.

He slid his lips to her throat, but his head jerked back when it hit him, suddenly, unexpected.

Hard.

So hard, he only vaguely felt her proprietary grip on the back of his neck and her satisfied, “Oh yes,” seemed far away.

His orgasm receded as fast as the shock of it coming, which meant he collapsed on her, but at least he had the presence of mind to roll them so she didn’t have to bear his weight for very long.

Their breath evened out while she was touching him, tasting him.

He did the same.

Sometimes you said a lot with no words at all.

This was one of those times.

Even though she’d never done it before, Axl knew what it meant when she trailed a thumb along his throat to his chin, along his jaw and kissed his ear when her thumb arrived there.

He let his hands fall away.

She slid off him and out of bed.

Since it was her first time, he didn’t know where she was at with cleanup, if she wanted privacy or not. So he lay in bed, waiting for her to finish in the bathroom, instead of joining her.